WHO IS JOHN DURHAM?

“Where is Durham?”—Donald Trump

Don’t send this guy down any rabbit holes looking for answers. He stays down there for years. And then he goes to court and loses. Maybe that’s his job—to lose. Maybe he’s bought and owned.

In the Opinion section of the Epoch Times they come through with another Pulitzer Prize winning photo that nobody notices because nobody notices anything anymore. Seattle Seahawk coach Pete Carroll once stacked a bunch of third string 380+ pound offensive lineman for an onside kick and kicked it to their side. Nobody noticed these fat fucks chugging after the ball. He could have slid in a cheerleader, and nobody would have noticed. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Picture shown above has a serious looking John Durham arriving to court. Cell phone in hand in case he has to make a call or receive a text during the trial. A ribbon around his neck with some kind of tag attached to it. Maybe it proves that it is indeed him. Maybe everyone going into the courthouse has to wear one. I can’t tell what his left arm is doing. Maybe he has a briefcase with a laptop in it. And there’s a man in the back seat with his pants around his ankles.

All of the other passengers seem to be fully clothed. This is another Pulitzer Prize photo from the Epoch Times. Remember I gave them their first PP for the photo below.

So, what’s with the naked man in the backseat dropping off John Durham? I call them messages. They aren’t just delivering John Durham to a courthouse they are delivering a message and they want it published. The message, JOHN DURHAM IS OUR BITCH. HAVE A GOOD DAY IN COURT LOSER. And he loses.

I’ve written a lot about owls. They are messengers bringing an assortment of gifts like vision into the Supernatural world, vision into our own 3D false reality. To see what others can’t see, and to hear what others can’t hear. I’ve been recording them for years in my garden.

After discovering the naked man with John Durham I went out into my garden and there was a barred owl waiting for me. I love coincidence, don’t you? I recorded it.

In a low frequency at time point 02:34 a female spirit says, “I think you better take a look at Justice Roberts.”

The above is a case of, “Play the game Hardon, play the game.” He narrowly gets confirmed. “Play the game Hardon, play the game.”

Rhyming words. I wonder why INXS left out the word.